Back at Cloud Nine. Without siblings, without love, without a best friend.
Her hands pressed to the surface of the vanity as she looked at her reflection.
They were all gone.
Head bowed and tourmalines fixed upon the swell of stomach, knowing the life within.
Promises made. Promises Broken. Severed ties.
Her palm lifted from its press against her stomach, looking down at that old scar.
Dean had gone home without so much as a goodbye.
Greg... her Truth... maybe he was lost to her too.
A twist of the ring, the diamond spade resting on her finger as a vision and token of promise, a vow.
"They always go..."
The softest whisper as she closed her eyes. She wouldn't let the pain come. She wouldn't let it take her over and break her.
Instead she welcomed it.
Accepted the grief and the loss within her soul even as her eyes lost their light.
"Come back to me, Truth."
A hushed plea fell soft on her lips.
She wouldn't expect there to be an answer.
Hardly defeated but the woman felt the void within her spirit even as she sat upon the window seat, cheek pressing to her knee as she watched the night fall around her.
Soaking her life in dark hours that perhaps she might not escape from.
There was only the Darkness now. Only the Pain.
Her hands pressed to the surface of the vanity as she looked at her reflection.
They were all gone.
Head bowed and tourmalines fixed upon the swell of stomach, knowing the life within.
Promises made. Promises Broken. Severed ties.
Her palm lifted from its press against her stomach, looking down at that old scar.
Dean had gone home without so much as a goodbye.
Greg... her Truth... maybe he was lost to her too.
A twist of the ring, the diamond spade resting on her finger as a vision and token of promise, a vow.
"They always go..."
The softest whisper as she closed her eyes. She wouldn't let the pain come. She wouldn't let it take her over and break her.
Instead she welcomed it.
Accepted the grief and the loss within her soul even as her eyes lost their light.
"Come back to me, Truth."
A hushed plea fell soft on her lips.
She wouldn't expect there to be an answer.
Hardly defeated but the woman felt the void within her spirit even as she sat upon the window seat, cheek pressing to her knee as she watched the night fall around her.
Soaking her life in dark hours that perhaps she might not escape from.
There was only the Darkness now. Only the Pain.